Niujia'ao is a small village with a total area of only about 20 households. In the past, after work was done in the evening, every house in the village would light up the lights, and occasionally there would be laughter and laughter, mixed with the barking of hounds.
A peaceful scene.
However, today's situation here is very different from usual. The village is dark, there is no light, not to mention the sound of people, not even the barking of dogs can be heard.
Mukai Kageaki held up his binoculars and looked for a long time, but found nothing unusual, so he waved his hand, and two groups of Japanese soldiers surrounded him from the two mountain roads on the left and right, and went straight to cover up the village.
"Strange, why is there no movement yet?" The Japs were approaching the edge of the village, but the village was still quiet, and no reaction could be seen.
Mukai Keaki felt strange, so he ordered the troops to slow down and pay attention to the movements around them.
After cautiously reaching the edge of the village, the Japs carried the 38-meter cover and got into the streets of the village. Then they walked forward along the winding and ups and downs of the small streets, looking for the residents of the village.
However, they had already walked half a village, but they did not find any lights on, let alone the sound of people. Even the Japanese soldiers who broke into other people's houses did not find anyone.
"Report to the squadron leader, there is no one in the village." A sergeant ran over and said to Jing Jingming, "These Chinese people are so bad. They took away all the food and livestock, and even threw them into the wells.
There’s no way to drink the carcasses of animals.”
Mukai Jingming felt a headache. As a result, the village became a dead village, and his original plan to stay in the village was completely ruined.
I originally wanted to look for the next village, but Gou Shuli stood aside and reminded me that it was getting late and it was not safe to walk on the mountain road.
The mountains are no better than the plains. Once it comes to night, the light is dark, and the mountain road becomes extremely steep. Coupled with the sand and gravel, it is definitely a headache. If you are not careful, you may roll down the mountain and take your life.
superior.
After listening to Gou Shuli's narration, Mukai Jingming thought about it himself and felt that what he said was reasonable, so he could only agree to rest in this small mountain village for one night.
Fortunately, the villagers couldn't put the houses in the mountain village on wheels and push them away. Otherwise, all that would be left to the devils would be the low stone walls.
After lighting piles of firewood in the house, the Japanese soldiers ate their dry food from the water in the kettle, and then fell asleep. The walk down the mountain road this day also exhausted them, and many Japanese soldiers had big bruises on their feet.
It hurts badly when touched.
Mukai Keaki didn't rest. As a squadron leader, he shouldered the responsibility. After eating a hasty meal, he got up and left the room to check the arrangements for the sentry posts.
Mukai Kageaki carefully checked each sentry post, and after confirming that there were no problems, he moved to the next sentry post. It was obvious that he was very rigorous and meticulous in his work.
Caution and caution are Mukai Kageaki's greatest characteristics, which have enabled him to escape dangerous situations several times.
After checking all the sentry posts and making sure there were no problems, he returned to his house, sat down next to the campfire with a military blanket, and began to study the map.
On the map, they still had two days to travel before they could reach the Sunset Pass to the east of Huxiao Ridge, where they could meet up with other troops and prepare to attack Huxiaoling Ridge.
"The speed is not good. If we keep going like this, we won't be able to reach there in three days." Mukai Kageaki calculated the approximate route of today's journey and found that at the current speed, it is impossible to complete the rest of the journey in two days.
After thinking for a while, he decided to speed up starting tomorrow.
At some point, Mukai Kageaki's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he could no longer hold the red and blue pencils in his hands. He dropped them to the ground, leaned his head against the wall and fell asleep.
After a day's march, he was exhausted.
The night was very quiet, not even the night owls in the mountains made a single call, and the mountain village was deathly silent.
In the darkness, a figure flashed past, silently touching the back of a rock not far from the Japanese sentry outside the village, and then quietly observing him.
The Japanese sentry seemed a little tired and yawned as he walked, but he still kept his eyes wide open and persisted in his duties.
"I only need to hold on for ten more minutes, and then I can go back and rest," the Japanese sentry walked back and forth, thinking of the warm hay beside the campfire. He suddenly felt the chill on his body getting a little heavier, and couldn't help but wrap up his military uniform.
At this moment, a figure flashed in front of his eyes. The Japanese sentry couldn't help but be startled. He stretched out his hand to pull the gun bolt and shouted, "Who?"
But there was no one nearby at all, and the scene in front of him was still empty, with nothing but the cold wind blowing.
The Japanese sentry refused to give up. He checked the surrounding area carefully with his gun in hand, but still found nothing unusual. He couldn't help but shook his head, "Could it be that my eyesight is dazzled and I saw something wrong?"
Just when he was lost in thought, a black shadow silently flashed behind him, and the tiger-tooth saber in his hand shone with a faint dark light in the night.
"ah--"
The screams of the Japanese sentry were strangled while they were still in his throat, and then his body fell softly to the ground, blood splattered from his throat, dyeing the rocks at his feet red.
Chu Yifei twisted his wrist, and the tiger-tooth saber spun in his palm like a windmill and disappeared into his cuffs. Then he looked left and right and saw that no one had noticed, so he dragged the Japanese corpse behind the stone.
After cleaning up, Chu Yifei ran away like a gust of wind.
This time, he wanted to go into the village and make a big fuss, making it difficult for the Japanese to even sleep.
Chu Yifei, who had grown up in the mountains, was so familiar with the characteristics of this mountain village that he would not go wrong even with his eyes closed, so he walked around here and there without alerting the other Japanese.
He had just observed and knew that there were still ten minutes before the handover of the Japanese guard posts. He had to retreat within ten minutes, otherwise it would be a bustle.
Bending and running fast all the way, Chu Yifei jumped over the wall of a small courtyard and arrived at another courtyard. As soon as he landed, he was surprised.
Less than half a foot away from where he landed stretched out a leg of a Japanese soldier wearing leggings, and above this thigh was the upper body of a Japanese soldier who was snoring.
If he had landed a little off just now, he would have stepped on the Japs, in which case his plan would have been ruined.
Squatting on the ground, Chu Yifei did not move for the time being, his eyes fixed on the Japs. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, he felt relieved.
Leaning his body forward, Chu Yifei clamped the Japs neck with his arms, and then twisted it violently. With a click, the Japs snoring suddenly stopped, and then his head tilted and there was no movement.
Letting go of the dead Japanese soldier, Chu Yifei put him in a sleeping position, so that even if someone passed by, they would only think that he was sleeping.
After dealing with all this, Chu Yifei rushed into the night.